Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

Chapter 50: Passion Will Reign [18+]

Fury and horniness were a hot mix. It made an irate whore of her.

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All the places he touched her were like burn marks. She was frenzied on her feet, unable to stay still. Needing more. Desperately.

"Please give me your cock," she whispered as she sucked the enticing skin of his neck.

Her small hands were shaking around the loose buttons of Rafel's shirt, fingers clamped hard into the brick ridges of his abs. They shook so much her fingers knocked together.

"Please, Rafel." Her soft plea hit him again. Rafel caressed her warm bundle in his arms. Giselle was like a taboo. It made him so fucking hard to touch her. And when she begged like that...

"Fuck."

Rafel brought her in for another hard kiss before letting her dropped to her knees before him. She kissed a path down to his solid pecs, licking at his six-pack of glorious battle tan like icing.

"You are so big."

She kissed.

"So strong and warm."

She kissed again.

"I'm going to make you forget your wife."

Giselle dropped quietly to the Arcadian rug on her knees and roughly got to unbuckling Rafel's pants. She was panting.

"Yes, give me this big cock. I want all of you in my mouth. This fucking tasty, huge dick. Give it to me, Rafel. Ohh god yes!"

His cock sprang free at a very delicious curve and Giselle grabbed at his thighs firmly. Veins ran down the sides of his shaft and Giselle hissed, her gilded eyes in wonderment.

"Fuck! It's a fucking huge cock. Tastes so good." She ran her tongue wantonly up the dense pipe, smelling his dick and slurping all over it. "Such a nice view from here. Such a—"

Giselle couldn't finish as she could not tease anymore and promptly swallowed Rafel's cock. She took him way down into her throat, gagging herself. Rafel feared for her. But she would not let him go. Grabbing his thighs, she went up and down on him furiously. Wet spot gathered at the corners of her mouth and dribbled down to the carpet.

Rafel stood above her on the bedding as she sucked ravenously. He was a naked god with a wonder shooting out his loins she eagerly worshipped.

Rafel had to pull out when he feared her proactive fellatio would make him come too soon.

His mighty erection bobbed out practically dripping with her saliva. The fat head of his penis was connected to her lips by a long trail. Rafel pulled back, leaned low and kissed her.

But Giselle was turned on too much for vanilla.

"Give me. Give me your cock." She choked back. "You wanna go off and get fuckin' hitched? I'm gonna show you what you'll be missing."

She took him into her hands and began rubbing him off. His wet dick slipped easily in and out of her closed fist. She joined her mouth to the handjob. Rafel had begun bucking into her hands and mouth. She just wouldn't stop.

"Oh fuck yes! You've got the most beautiful cock. I love seeing my saliva wet this dick. I want to wet it with my pussy too."

Giselle bent under Rafel to smell his ball. She smudged her pretty face all over in the sticky fluid running down. She sucked the heavy sack into her mouth, careful with the pressure she applied. All the while, she jerked him off on her face.

"Stop, Giselle. Fuck. Stop! I can't take it any longer. I can't—"

She didn't stop. She sucked his balls, smelled them, played with the powerful shaft in her grip. Rafel's head fell back with a wolf's night howl and he poured as a fountain on her. Seeing him coming, Giselle quickly took him once more into her mouth. She deepthroated him and felt all of his pale seed rushed down into her.

He ejaculated kegs and parts of his release flooded her mouth and spilled out to her cheeks.

Rafel held her head. And she let him fuck her mouth endlessly.

POP!

Giselle finally pulled back, licking at her fingers.

"You, slave, what are you doing over at the corner?"

The fey Queen signalled over to Aya who still knelt in the same submissive poise. She beckoned the succubus near with a finger.

"Come here!"

Aya Naamah crawled across the rug to the Queen.

"Perfect. Stay there. Just like that!" Giselle instructed.

She bent back and rested on one elbow. Aya watched silently like a good slave as Giselle tore off her slip. She cupped her boobs and pinched her own nipples, hissing like a serpent. She hiked up her sleeping gown, kicked off her knickers, and roughly pushed her black satin panties to the side.

"Mhmm."

Giselle bit her lip at the sight of her own pussy. She licked at her palm and lowered it to her slit. With one hand, she held her panties tight to the side so it wouldn't get in the way. With the other, she rubbed her pussy. It was fat and dripping cream; needing a good pounding. Lewdly, Giselle dipped a finger and felt herself clench.

"Oh fuck."

She pulled the finger out and sucked the wetness clean off.

"Here, slave. Come here!"

Giselle directed Aya to where she wanted her—with her face poised right over her wet slit.

Aya Naamah inhaled deeply the Queen's sex musk and rooted her eyes squarely on the blond curls at the apex.

"You have such a pretty pussy, Your Majesty."

"Shut up, slave," Giselle ordered lustily. She only half meant it. "Shut up and don't move."

Giselle licked her palm and patted her pussy with it. She pushed her underwear more to the side and spread her labia. She moaned to Aya Naamah.

"Look into that pussy hole, slave. Yes! Fuckin' look into it."

She patted her clit some more. Spread her pussy more, and then she began pissing.

The trickle started out slow and Giselle lifted up inches from the floor. The angle was perfect to collide with Aya's face.

"Don't you fucking blink, you sexy bitch. Stay right there! Ohh. . .uhh yes, mhmm. Stay right fucking there."

Giselle's piss was warm over Aya's face. It soon gained momentum and was dribbling over her violet eyes and nose to the rose peaks on her chest. It ran down Aya's delicious cleavage, down her fair belly, down to the lush dip between her legs. The beautiful Succubus could see how much pleasure it was giving the Queen. And she promptly opened her mouth.

"Oh, by the Martyr!" Giselle gasped. The pissing didn't stop until Aya's pink mouth was full.

"There you go, slave. That's for being too fucking pretty. I should ban you in my kingdom." Giselle playfully petted Aya's cheeks. "But we're not done yet."

She dragged Aya down to her pussy, forcing the girl to munch on her muff. But Aya didn't need to be coerced into anything. She eagerly put out her tongue to Giselle's puffed slit. She ate her pussy ravenously, slurping and lapping her up. Giselle forgot clutching to her panties and grabbed the ends of Aya's raven hair into schoolgirl braids. She proceeded to ride her face like a pony.

Aya's pretty face was all up in her cunt.

Giselle drowned out her happy moaning in her thick milk thighs. The fey Queen herself was gasping and reveling in the thirsty ministrations.

"Ohh god!" She stared down at Aya who had grabbed to her thighs and was going crazy in her heat. "Yes, eat that fucking pussy. Fuck yes! Mhmm. Fuuccckkkk." Giselle was on her toes, riding Aya's face with an sinful glint in her gold pupils. "Your slave licks pussy so fucking good."

These words were meant for Rafel who slowly dropped down behind Aya. He dragged down the small shorts framing her love-shaped ass. He smacked her several times, in different angles. Aya squirmed at the gentle pain but Giselle kept her face drowned in her pussy juices.

"Taste that fucking piss!" ordered the Queen. "How does that pussy smell, huh? Bitch! How does that fucking pussy smell? Mixed in sweat, piss and cream. You're gonna let me ride your beautiful fucking face, aren't ya?

AREN'T YA?"

Aya nodded between Giselle's clamping legs and Giselle lowered a hand to grasp her tits.

"Good girl!"

She lifted up her eyes to look at Rafel next.

"Fuck her. I want to watch you fuck your slave."

"With pleasure, love," he replied darkly.

Rafel patted Aya's slit from behind with his heavy cock. She shook her ass and Rafel smacked her hard. He heard her moan into Giselle's hot flesh as he slowly pushed into her. She was tight and she was hot. Rafel clutched to her fat ass, smacking, pounding, fingering, rolling.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

The sound of his engorged cock slamming inside her, his groin slapping against her big behind. Rafel leaned back on his palms and raised both legs to place his feet flat on the rug. He began drilling upwards in a new angle. Aya screamed and tried to pull up but Giselle promptly dragged her back to her pussy.

"Did I tell you you could rise? He fucks you so good huh? Well, you have to be quiet and just enjoy it. Your tongue? Give me your tongue!"

Giselle raised Aya's head up a moment.

"Such a beautiful face!" She complimented the succubus. "Now lick that clit. Uh-huh. Yep! Exactly like that. Good girl.

Good slut. I want you to come like that for us. Come with you Master's cock inside you while you eat my pussy. I know you love his deep drilling. That's good. Yes, come for us.

Fuck yes!"

Behind, Rafel felt Aya go stiff for a second, and then begin to shiver. Her entire body quaked and her inner walls held him in, stroking his cock with her liquid heat. Giselle grinned and pulled up Aya's head from her sex by her tousled, dark hair.

She reveled in watching the alluring slave pant through her plump lips and roughed cheeks.

"I'm coming for you, Mistress. I'm coming for you, Master. I'm coming... Oh fuck, don't stop fucking me, Master. You feel so good."

"Yes, fuck yes. Come for us." Giselle spured her on.

Sandwiched between the Queen and the giant Demon, Aya felt her whole body explode. Giselle felt herself on the verge of toppling over too and began to fuck herself looking into Aya's shut eyes and screaming pretty face. Her fingers plunged quickly and deeply into her pussy, making wet sounds to arise with Rafel's persistent pounding into the tent.

For the second time, Rafel tensed and poured with a great flood. He fell on Aya Naamah with a devil's true roar, banging her so hard she rocked up several inches. It was a wild thing to see. Giselle had lost it in front and was squirting in Aya's face. She doused her in fresh love juices and the slave succubus opened her mouth to accept all they both had to give.

Rafel filled her with his hot seed from behind. And Giselle, fucking herself, sprayed in her hair, neck, and face the musk and beauty of female orgasm.

Rafel collapsed with Aya to the quilts.

She pulled near to Giselle and the Queen shut her legs and turned on her side as Aya moved in to lap up her entire slit, one leaking hole to the other.

Giselle smiled coyly.

"Oh you dirty slut! You want that ass, huh? Well then, lick it! Lick it good."

She sat on Aya's face until they were both out of breath. Eventually, the two women crept to the natural warmth Rafel's big lupine body offered. He was extra hot for being a demon.

"Are you still angry at me?" said Rafel. "I want you to know I would never outrightly hurt you."

Giselle chuckled in the quiet. Her fingers twined with Aya's fingers over Rafel's chest. "Is that an apology?"

She quickly added, "You don't need to answer that. No, I am not still angry. How can I be, after some session like that. And I know you'll never hurt me, not unless I want you too. Besides, I don't have a problem with Yemaya as long as she's not a stingy bitch with you."

"Oh, she's not stingy," Rafel grinned, amused. "She probably heard us fucking. Her tent is just a foot away. Probably wondered about all the colliding shadows."

"Hah!" Giselle laughed. "This is why, Lord BlüdThïrste, no marital vow can keep us apart. We will always have this thing between us."

Rafel didn't fall asleep until after he heard the young women pace out. It was mostly the slowing of their heartbeats. He pulled the quilts tighter about their sensual forms. It was a cold night out.

At dawn early the next day, the morning sun rose light and smiley—like the Eldorian Queen. She had not bothered with the walk of shame. No one questioned as she emerged from the tent with Rafel and Aya. The others made warm greeting and even more regard for the demon Earl entered the small company's eyes.

"Lucky bitch!" Cora chirped under a breath as Aya passed by her. "—you must surrender all the juicy details later."

"Oh I will, babe," came the lilted reply.

Giselle's Griffin chomped nearby on the remnants of last night's roast. She saddled the beast and Ser Romulus helped her onto the giant bird, before joining her also. Cora drew in a couple of reindeers grazing nearby with lulling witch magic to pull the silver chariot. She mounted it with Aya. Rafel ascended his powerful winged steed, Agamemnon. And they all took to the snowy skies.

It was a good morning for a sky ride. Clear and golden. Riding through the heavens was much faster than galloping across the tundra. Soon, the vale of Magvath, the battle of Skyfall, and the recovered lands of Rumbrun were left behind.

Soon, the elegant beatific skyline of the Capitol came into view. More than one heart in the clouds soared to be back home.